Текст (слова) песни: Janet Jackson f Carly Simon, Missy Ellio - Son of a Gun Remix 12"

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[Chant: Janet]
Ha ha, hoo hoo, thought you`d get the money too
Greedy motherfuckers try to have your cake and eat it too

[Intro: P. Diddy]
This... is...
The... remix
(Now, that`s that shit right here)
Bad Boy, baby
Janet, J.J.
(This goes out to all the clubs, ya feel me?)
The one and only
And you fine, Miss

[Verse 1: Janet]
Sharp shooter into breakin hearts
A baby gigolo, a sex pistol
Hollerin` at everythin that walks
No substance just small talk
Know why you feelin on that girl`s behind
You gotta sleezy - one track mind
Working your work until you think you find
Who`s goin home with you tonight

[Missy {P. Diddy}]
(I) changed all the credit cards
(and) switched the lock to all my doors (hehehe)
You thought my heart would be destroyed (mmmm)
Look around cuz I`m chillling boy (hehehe)
Whatcha go and get your lawyers for
I, makes my dough in just one show, you know
Your lawyer shoulda let you know, you know
When you sue me, ya gonna be broke you know
Ain`t know you way you could bring me down (easy)
Any chick that you stick is real sleazy
Before I need you, I betcha gon` need me
You ain`t want me anyway way, you wanted to be me
What made you think I`d keep you around
While I, work my ass off and you just lounge (huh?)
You slump, bump, son of a gun
And a, how much your worth?
I think negative Don {This is the remix}

[Hook: Janet (Missy)]
Oh (oh), who you give it to
Who you gonna steal it from
Who`s your next victim (the right, like)
Oh (oh), who you gonna lie to
Who you gonna cheat on
Who you gonna leave alone (that`s what I`m talking about)
Oh (oh), what ya gonna tell her
After she discovers
You don`t really love her
Oh (oh), gonna be a showdown
Knock down drag out
Gunslinger shoot `em up (shoot em` up)

[Chorus: Janet & Carly {P. Diddy}]
I betcha think this song is about you {Who you talkin` `bout?}
I betcha think this song is about you {Who you talkin` `bout?}
I betcha think this song is about you (yeah, yeah) {Who you talkin` `bout?}
I betcha think this song is about you
Don`t you {Who you talkin` `bout?}
Don`t you
Don`t you
Don`t you

[P. Diddy (overlaps last 2 lines)]
They call me "Diddy"
(It wasn`t me!) Whatchu talkin` `bout lawyers for?
(It wasn`t me!) Why you wanna change locks and doors?
(It wasn`t me!) Well, maybe it was, sure
But you know tomorrow, you`ll love me some more
I`m back, another Visa, another set of keys
We did this last week Ma, don`t get ammnesia (Remember?)
All this back and forth gotta quit
And by the way, THIS IS THE REMIX!

[Verse 2: Janet (Missy)]
Sweatin me but I`m not your type
You think you irk me and you`re so right
I`d rather keep the trash and throw you out
Stupid bitch in my beach house
Naw I ain`t gone go and act a fool
And be lead story on the nigga news
Not me sucher
I`ll never be your lover
I`m gonna make you suffer
You stupid mutherfucker (ok baby?)

[Missy]
You musta thought you had game like nigga what
Walk around like you down, you don`t give a fuck
Cause you don`t really want beef until you hit the streets

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Меню » Главная » Музыка » Правила » В избранное	Музыка RU: 0-9 А Б В Г Д Е Ж З И К Л М Н О П Р С Т У Ф Х Ц Ч Ш Щ Э Ю Я EN: A B C D E F G H I J K L M N O P Q R S T U V W X Y Z Текст (слова) песни: Janet Jackson f Carly Simon, Missy Ellio - Son of a Gun Remix 12" * send corrections to the typist [Chant: Janet] Ha ha, hoo hoo, thought you`d get the money too Greedy motherfuckers try to have your cake and eat it too [Intro: P. Diddy] This... is... The... remix (Now, that`s that shit right here) Bad Boy, baby Janet, J.J. (This goes out to all the clubs, ya feel me?) The one and only And you fine, Miss [Verse 1: Janet] Sharp shooter into breakin hearts A baby gigolo, a sex pistol Hollerin` at everythin that walks No substance just small talk Know why you feelin on that girl`s behind You gotta sleezy - one track mind Working your work until you think you find Who`s goin home with you tonight [Missy {P. Diddy}] (I) changed all the credit cards (and) switched the lock to all my doors (hehehe) You thought my heart would be destroyed (mmmm) Look around cuz I`m chillling boy (hehehe) Whatcha go and get your lawyers for I, makes my dough in just one show, you know Your lawyer shoulda let you know, you know When you sue me, ya gonna be broke you know Ain`t know you way you could bring me down (easy) Any chick that you stick is real sleazy Before I need you, I betcha gon` need me You ain`t want me anyway way, you wanted to be me What made you think I`d keep you around While I, work my ass off and you just lounge (huh?) You slump, bump, son of a gun And a, how much your worth? I think negative Don {This is the remix} [Hook: Janet (Missy)] Oh (oh), who you give it to Who you gonna steal it from Who`s your next victim (the right, like) Oh (oh), who you gonna lie to Who you gonna cheat on Who you gonna leave alone (that`s what I`m talking about) Oh (oh), what ya gonna tell her After she discovers You don`t really love her Oh (oh), gonna be a showdown Knock down drag out Gunslinger shoot `em up (shoot em` up) [Chorus: Janet & Carly {P. Diddy}] I betcha think this song is about you {Who you talkin` `bout?} I betcha think this song is about you {Who you talkin` `bout?} I betcha think this song is about you (yeah, yeah) {Who you talkin` `bout?} I betcha think this song is about you Don`t you {Who you talkin` `bout?} Don`t you Don`t you Don`t you [P. Diddy (overlaps last 2 lines)] They call me "Diddy" (It wasn`t me!) Whatchu talkin` `bout lawyers for? (It wasn`t me!) Why you wanna change locks and doors? (It wasn`t me!) Well, maybe it was, sure But you know tomorrow, you`ll love me some more I`m back, another Visa, another set of keys We did this last week Ma, don`t get ammnesia (Remember?) All this back and forth gotta quit And by the way, THIS IS THE REMIX! [Verse 2: Janet (Missy)] Sweatin me but I`m not your type You think you irk me and you`re so right I`d rather keep the trash and throw you out Stupid bitch in my beach house Naw I ain`t gone go and act a fool And be lead story on the nigga news Not me sucher I`ll never be your lover I`m gonna make you suffer You stupid mutherfucker (ok baby?) [Missy] You musta thought you had game like nigga what Walk around like you down, you don`t give a fuck Cause you don`t really want beef until you hit the streets Нравится песня? Расскажи о ней друзьям: Прямая ссылка на текст песни Son of a Gun Remix 12": http://musworld.ru/music/eng/109/1/9660.html Все тексты песен: Janet Jackson f Carly Simon, Missy Ellio » Janet Jackson f Carly Simon, Missy Ellio - Son of a Gun Remix 12" » Janet Jackson f Carly Simon, Missy Ellio - Son of a Gun (Bad Boy Remix) Рекомендуем скачать: » Олег Митяев - Дорога » Ольга Тишина - Когда начинается весна » Олег Газманов - Вот и лето прошло » Олег Задорожный - В зимней русской провинции... » Олег Лубягин - Я весь в мазуте, весь в тавоте... » Ольга Залесская - Маргарита » Олег Бурцев - А. М. » Ольга Маркина - Не отпуская » Ольга Залесская - Шесть слонов » Облачный край, Сергей Богаев - Бледнолицый, как собака » Отпетые Мошенники - Лето это... » О.Орлова - Я с тобой » Олег Газманов - Дело вкуса » Ольга Качанова - Мастера » Ольга Арефьева - Весенние Дни » Олег Щетников - Сентябрь » Олег Медведев - Вальс гемоглобин » Олег Кабалик - Скряб в дверь и щёлкнувший засов... » Ольга Запрудина - В тишине луна » Олег Немировский - Памяти гитариста
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